Emperor Namgung Mu of the Thousand Years - Chapter 83

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#083

I shouted.

“Sword Master Hwirong, I cannot dare to imagine how much pain you’re in! You already know, don’t you? That we are not cult members! But you just want to destroy everything because of hatred from the past, and say you don’t care what happens! I won’t say that attitude is wrong, I won’t dare say I don’t understand your actions of treating ‘your story’ as already finished! But, but if I may say just one thing!”

Sword Master Hwirong’s back trembled slightly.

Over that, I spoke.

“Is this current appearance what the sect leader of Kunlun who fought to the very end, what the Kunlun people now forgotten in the martial arts world, hoped to see from you?”

-Bang!

Ha Song struck the ground with his iron weapon.

“No need to listen any further.”

Ha Song stepped forward.

“You said you’d state conditions, but you’re using that as an excuse to spout nonsense?”

He shouldered his iron mace and glared at me.

“You’re trying to manipulate Sword Master Hwirong, but too bad. That bastard already swore to heaven. That he wouldn’t interfere. And no matter what you say.”

The hexagonal iron mace pointed at me.

“You die here. Even if Sword Master Hwirong gets involved? You think you could survive?”

Ha Song snickered.

“Then that bastard dies here with you. In such an overwhelming situation, do you think there’s anyone foolish enough to do such a thing?”

He walked toward me with heavy steps.

“Kuk…!”

Looking at me biting my lips, Ha Song said.

“And you know what. Watching you from earlier, even while shouting that nonsense, your breathing is getting slightly labored?”

Ha Song smiled coldly.

“You’re injured, aren’t you?”

And like lightning, the hexagonal iron mace was swung.

“Hyung-nim!!”

Cheongwun leaped out in front of me.

“Jin (Advance), Bak (Strike), Gwae (Rule)!”

He brought his hands together and drew seals in the air. Making three hand signs. A burning blood-red light leaked between Cheongwun’s fingers.

[Return to Origin Reverse Mirror]

-Thoom…!!

The air resonated. A mirror-shaped barrier of energy, similar to protective qi, formed in front of Cheongwun as Ha Song’s iron weapon bounced away.

“What is that…!”

“Magic arts…? No, it’s not magic arts either. I’ve never seen…!”

The leaders of the Baekdo Alliance shouted.

“Impossible! Such a young brat, what organization does he belong to that he performs such sinister things?”

Ha Song snorted.

“Like that bastard from before, it’s all things I’ve never seen! Formation techniques? Or sorcery? Hahaha! How cute! You think you can stop this lord with such techniques inferior to martial arts?!”

The massive hexagonal iron mace was swung.

“Pitiful!”

-Bang!!

At the first strike, Cheongwun’s body was pushed back.

“If you can block like that, keep blocking, you little pup!”

Ha Song’s iron weapon began striking down madly.

Cheongwun’s feet dug into the ground, leaving marks.

“Kueok…!”

Cheongwun coughed up blood.

He gritted his teeth and endured.

He shouted toward me.

“Hyung-nim!! What are you doing, hurry and dodge-!!”

-Bang!!

“Agh!”

At the third strike, blood burst from Cheongwun’s mouth. Cracks appeared on the surface of the Return to Origin Reverse Mirror.

Blood flowed from Cheongwun’s ears.

“Monster…! Not even half a moment… not even five times…!”

-Bang!!

The Return to Origin Reverse Mirror shook.

Fragments scattered in all directions.

Blood flowed from Cheongwun’s nose. His eyes were stained blood-red.

“You think… I’ll lose?!”

Cheongwun shouted while coughing up blood.

“I also… I also have the pride of our sect…!”

I grabbed Cheongwun by the scruff of his neck.

I threw him backward.

“Hyung-nim…?!”

“Enough. You’ve done your part.”

Elder Yeophwaja supported Cheongwun.

I stood in front of them and spoke with bloodshot eyes.

“The gamble is over.”

I gritted my teeth.

“Elder Yeophwaja. Take Cheongwun and Gangbi and fall back. If you see an opening, go down the staircase.”

“You…?! No! You…!”

I no longer listened to Elder Yeophwaja’s shouts and walked forward.

I stood before Ha Song.

“…”

Ha Song smirked.

“What’s this. You were supposedly making plans, but now the word games are over?”

“Probably.”

“Any last words? How boring. I thought it would be more interesting.”

“Last words, you say. How boring.”

I chuckled.

“Then I won’t decline.”

“What?”

“Watch closely. This bug will put on an entertaining show for you. And Seo Ganghyeok.”

I spoke toward Ha Song’s back as if spitting.

“Before, you told me it was hard to get close to you.”

“…”

“I think you’d be hellishly harder to get close to. If you were in my situation, I can see you’d give up saying your story is already over anyway. But I’m different. Maybe because I’m not a natural-born strong person, I absolutely can’t do that even if it kills me.”

“…”

“So look down from there like heaven. At this insignificant… ant bastard about to be trampled to death. How this bug, truly angry at this powerless situation, desperate in this powerless situation, struggles-.”

-Paat.

The atmosphere changed completely.

-Kkuguk… Kkuguguk!

Bloodshot veins began to appear in both eyes.

“This bug who won’t give up on himself, this very weakling will clearly show you what kind of mindset he lives this life with…!”

Pasabeolsik final chapter.

Suradaemyeolgeop Ryu .

The final blood ritual passed down by my master.

The last ultimate blood ritual activated by releasing four sealed forbidden words that allows an assassin to face an opponent they could never match, just once.

‘Everything I have.’

I clash all the internal energy I’ve gathered so far against that Pasabeolsik.

I draw up and pull out all my potential.

I had only thought about it but never attempted it even once.

I had used the warrior’s method of internal energy operation together with the assassin’s method of blood ritual operation before.

But this was something completely different.

Simultaneously drawing up more than sixty years’ worth of internal energy to its maximum while activating the final ritual that uniquely possesses an incantation among all Pasabeolsik techniques.

I couldn’t know what results would come.

I couldn’t know to what extent my body would react.

‘Everything I have…!’

The Buk Hai danjeon began to boil up.

The damaged blood vessels screamed.

I felt blood flowing backward, but it didn’t matter.

I pushed through with even fiercer pressure rushing from the Buk Hai danjeon.

Biting my lips, I spoke the first incantation divided into three parts.

[Geuk ]

Daedoepyegeukyu-daeui

-When the great way collapses and reaches its extreme, great falsehood is born.

-Pabat! Pababat!

With the first incantation, I struck eight blood vessels.

Striking five blood vessels around the danjeon, I spoke the second incantation.

[Myeol ]

Cheonmyeol-uimang-yumyeong-am

-Heaven perishes and righteousness dies, and darkness descends

-Pukak!

Bright red blood flowed from both eyes.

The internal energy burst proceeded to its maximum.

I stabbed both temples with my thumbs.

The temporary meridians of Pasabeolsik tore apart. Sweat evaporated and writhed on my back along with steam.

The golden eyes of the Ebony Dragon Bracers on my forearms turned blood-red like my own eyes.

-Uuuuung…!!

The air trembled.

No, it wasn’t just the air. The world trembled. Birds on the cliff all flew up at once.

The leaders of the Baekdo Alliance flinched.

Ha Song’s feet stepped back one pace.

“…What… is this.”

For the first time, wariness was mixed in Ha Song’s voice.

“Killing intent…? No. It’s not something so common… What was that feeling just now.”

Suddenly feeling something off, he looked down at his own feet.

And muttered.

“I… retreated without realizing it?”

-Gugu… gugugu…

The air undergoes dramatic change.

The wind wavers.

And stands tall.

The last.

I shouted toward Sword Master Hwirong.

“And Sword Master Hwirong, you bastard, thanks to the body you healed, I’ll use it well at the end!!!”

I brought the final incantation to the tip of my tongue along with my heart’s words, connecting it with all the internal energy I had gathered and my new body.

[Ryu ]

Insin-gaejeoI-suralim

-All faith in humanity is extinguished, and finally the asura arrives…

That was the moment.

“Keueok…!!”

A lump of blood rose up through my throat. Pain that turned my internal organs upside down penetrated my entire body.

A massive reverse blood flow strong enough to resist even the powerful burst that started from the Buk Hai danjeon…!

My knees buckled instantly and I collapsed to the ground.

Dark red blood poured from my mouth.

“Uweeek!”

If it had ended with the, even if my body collapsed, the blood ritual wouldn’t have stopped.

‘To think it would be this severe…!’

I had expected it.

But because I expected it, I truly used all my strength to raise my internal energy at once.

But my body’s resistance was beyond that, as my current body that had awakened once due to Leaf Huazi’s treatment and was struggling to live was violently rejecting the ritual’s execution to the point of repelling the blood ritual.

“I’m… sorry.”

Leaf Huazi muttered.

“Your blood ritual is trying to burn your body… but the life force I put in with all my might is making it refuse that. To think the life I breathed in would coincidentally become poison blocking your will…”

-Clatter

The divine treasure fell to the ground soaked in blood. Dark red blood spread over the golden patterns.

‘…Damn it.’

My vision blurred.

Consciousness grew distant. My body wouldn’t move.

I couldn’t move even a fingertip.

“…What a pathetic bug.”

Ha Song’s shadow fell over me.

“Self-destruction during execution? To think I would be… by such a mere guy…”

A moment of silence.

And he laughed.

“Ha… hahaha!”

Then it stopped abruptly.

“…”

Above that, on Ha Song’s bright red heated forehead,

Bulging tendons protruded as if about to burst, something I had never seen before in my life.

Ha Song spoke toward the lying Sword Master Hwirong.

“Hey, you Kunlun bastard.”

He spoke coldly.

“Don’t move a single step from there. And watch closely.”

The hexagonal iron mace pointed at me.

“How your family’s traitor gets beaten to death.”

He raised the iron mace and walked toward me.

“Hyung!!”

Cheongwun’s voice came from far away, from an impossibly distant place.

Blood-soaked Cheongwun broke free from Leaf Huazi’s restraining embrace and crawled over.

“Hyung…!!”

“…What…are you doing.”

My throat was drowning in blood.

No voice came out.

“At least run away… Are you…an idiot.”

“You know what? Do you know why Gangbi hyung and I tried to be good to you and get close to you?”

Cheongwun spread both arms and embraced me.

“Because we saw ourselves from the old days in you… always being used and abandoned. Would you believe that?”

“…”

“Everyone in the world abandoned us… but you didn’t run away earlier. You didn’t do what we’ve seen all those bastards do – running away alone to save yourself until the very end.”

“…It’s a…misunderstanding.”

“So this time, you watch closely, hyung. I’ll show you.”

Cheongwun looked straight at Ha Song.

Though he was pale with terror and paralyzed with fear, he gritted his teeth and held me tight.

“That there’s at least one person in this world who, even if they look like an idiot, keeps their loyalty to the very end…!”

“These bugs aren’t even funny.”

Ha Song raised his iron mace and aimed it.

“Let’s see if you won’t run away even while I’m bringing this down.”

“…!”

Cheongwun’s face turned deathly pale.

But even so, he didn’t loosen his grip on my body.

“Ha…”

Ha Song’s face turned even redder.

“This is really fucking ridiculous!”

With a tremendous roar, he brought down the iron mace.

-Bang!!

A thunderous sound erupted.

Dust rose up.

And pain did not come.

Death did not come either.

What came was only silence.

-…

I slowly opened my tightly shut eyes.

Before my eyes was a man’s back.

It was a tall man.

Black hair.

Broad shoulders.

A jet-black steel shackle that crossed his ear and hung over his head.

The hexagonal iron mace was stopped above the man’s shoulder.

Touching bare skin,

Without a single drop of blood.

“…What…the hell.”

Ha Song’s face was frozen stiff.

“I brought it down with all my strength…?”

Ha Song pressed the iron mace down harder.

It didn’t budge an inch.

-Click.

A small sound was heard.

As the man’s white finger tapped beside his ear, the sound of the shackle that had been hanging by his ear falling down to rest around his neck rang out.

Black hair flowed down beneath it.

Two eyes were revealed above.

Vivid golden eyes.

“…Hey.”

Sword Master Hwirong spoke.

It was a low, cold voice.

“Come to think of it, I’m getting pretty annoyed.”

The golden eyes looked at Ha Song.

Those eyes contained no emotion whatsoever.

No, only one single emotion was contained within them.

It was pure irritation.

“Why have I been taking orders from a bug like you since who knows when?”

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